techno music under a harvest moon dance in your own world let your soul soar free dance until your legs won't hold until your arms can't move dance until your heart is damaged all the love is gone and when the music stops and the light is coming up dance your way on home i'll be waiting love
love the poem. it's very you. and that phoenix picture was totally from my wall. haha! love it!
ReplyDeleteYeah, it's from your graffiti wall =). I think this poem might be little too much of me. Thanks for the comment Beth. I really appreciate it.
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